Then, Liu Siying walked in with a few maids. Xiao Cui, who was serving Li Wufeng, was among them.
However, looking at her sleepy eyes, it seemed that she was still asleep.
"You…Why are you here?"
Li Wufeng's face flushed red. He was a man, but he was caught stealing food.
This made him want to immediately find a hole to hide in.
Liu Siying looked at Li Wufeng calmly, but her eyes were filled with disdain.
The dignified young master of Duke Wei had actually disregarded his status and entered the kitchen for the sake of a little appetite.
And he even cooked personally. He was probably the only one in Chang 'an who could do such a thing.
If it was any noble child with status, they would rather starve to death than lower their status.
In fact, Liu Siying couldn't be blamed for this. It was very normal for men to cook in the future.
But in this era of the Great Tang, this was an extremely shameful matter.
This was especially true for the scholars and nobles. They could accept a man being gay or pedophile, but they could not accept a noble cooking personally.
Liu Siying had been educated as a noble since she was young, and her views represented the vast majority of the nobles.
At this moment, a woman in her forties or fifties walked out from behind Liu Siying. She said to Li Wufeng with a fake smile,"San Lang, the kitchen is a lowly place. Where is your place? Therefore, he asked San Lang to return to his room to rest, leaving this place for the old woman to clean up.”
After Li Wufeng left, Liu Siying also wanted to leave. However, she saw Xiao Cui pick up the sweet and sour pork tenderloin that Li Wufeng had just prepared and eat a piece.
"Wow, Miss, this meat is delicious. It's fragrant and crispy. I've never eaten such delicious meat before. Miss, come and have a taste!"
Xiao Cui ate a piece in one bite and shouted for Liu Siying to try one.
Lingshan was tempted by the aroma and ate one as well.
"It's really delicious! Miss, you should try it too. This auntie…Third Young Master Li's cooking is indeed very delicious.”
Lingshan wanted to call him son-in-law, but she changed her mind when she saw Liu Siying's expression.
"Is it really that delicious?"
Liu Siying was a 15-year-old girl after all. Out of curiosity, she picked up a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin and put it in her mouth.
"Oh, this meat is indeed very different. It's sour and sweet, tender and smooth."
Liu Siying was shocked. She had never heard of Li Wufeng's cooking skills.
The big plate of sweet and sour pork was quickly finished by Liu Siying and the others. Xiao Cui even licked the plate, looking very cute.
"This bad guy isn't completely useless…"
The next day, Li Wufeng continued to eat green vegetables and tofu, but his mind was always thinking about how to make a fortune.
Now that he had culinary skills, he could come to a restaurant and definitely beat all the restaurants here.
In addition, he also had the technology to make distilled liquor, so he could make those world-famous wines.
If there were some poems, paintings, and calligraphy that would be passed down through the ages, all the famous people in Chang 'an and even the Tang Empire would come to the restaurant. They would definitely make a fortune every day.
However, his status was the key to success and his status was the key to failure. Li Wufeng's status as the third son of Duke Wei meant that he could not become a chef.
Therefore, this plan was aborted.
However, although the plan was interrupted, Li Wufeng still took advantage of his free time to simplify it and draw a simple sketch of the tools for distilled liquor.
Then, he took the sketch and asked the craftsmen in the residence to forge it.
At this moment, Li Wufeng suddenly thanked the system for giving him the skills of a master painter, allowing him to quickly draw this set of tools.
Otherwise, with his original ability, he would have needed several days to draw.
"Young Master, this…this set of tools is too strange. What is it used for? This is really a divine work. We've never seen it before!”
"Is this drawn by Young Master?"
When the craftsmen saw Li Wufeng's sketch, they were instantly shocked. They had been craftsmen for decades, but they had never seen such a thing.
Furthermore, the markings on it were very clear. Every detail and size were clear. Even a new craftsman would be able to forge according to this sketch.
"Of course I drew it. How is it? It's not bad, right? You guys can forge it. I want to use it as soon as possible!"
Li Wufeng was very polite to these craftsmen, which made them feel flattered.
They didn't expect that Langjun, who was usually bossing them around, would actually become polite.
"Sure, sure. I didn't expect Young Master to be so powerful. However, we need a day to make it. I wonder if Young Master is satisfied?”
A craftsman in his thirties stood up and said.
"Very good. If you can forge it tomorrow, I will reward you handsomely! By the way, what's your name?"
Li Wufeng asked. This craftsman was not bad, and he wanted to train him.
He knew a lot of things. In the future, the person who made it had to be his confidant to prevent the news from being leaked.
As a modern person, of course, he knew the benefits of confidentiality and uniqueness.
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